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Soldier, you didn’t want to die,
But you died. The country you saved
Hasn’t the luxury to perish as you did,
Young, the light blinding in your photo,
Handsome forever.
We are now dying a different way.
Yawning, not wanting to get up;
Some will linger by a ceremony,
Cancelled, because a country is dying,
Or turned into
A small celebration contained by a screen,
Libraries, containing the word “soldier,”
Paused for now.
Hollywood took over gradually.
Now we all exist that way.
Someone is producing this,
Someone who knows better
Why it must happen.
We can see now
Why you died,
Completely helpless, the green sky
Made that way from trees.
